The two old men were thinking about how to impolite each other. He Qihuan walked over lightly outside the door and saluted respectfully to the two old men. He Qihuan smiled slightly and said, "The two old men are back. Do you need to continue to start class?"

"Well..." Wu Chen touched his head, feeling that the language had not been organized yet, and he needed to prepare lessons well.

"This..." Shangguan Ren stroked his long beard, feeling that he was not sure and his heart was a little weak.

"Oh--" Wuchen sighed: "You should take another two days off, my child!"

"Well..." Shangguan Ren pondered: "Boy, I'll give you a few more days of happiness!"

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The new situation has inspired the two old people to seek knowledge. The old cow knew that the sunset was setting and he did not need to whip it. Moreover, although the two old people did not allow He Qihuan to call their master, they also had the idea of ​​treating He Qihuan as a disciple. Although there is a saying that the master does not have to be virtuous to his disciples, it is still embarrassing to be inferior to his disciples.

If they are so famous, so famous, so respected, and so invincible, so two old men in the world are helpless and helpless in the face of a certain problem, but He Qihuan, a child, can solve it himself, wouldn't the two old men be embarrassed? What qualifications do they have to shout in front of He Qihuan in the future?

So, the two old men were ready to study and reflect and think about it: one was the problem with He Qihuan's body, and the other was the problem with He Qihuan's thoughts, so He Qihuan can have a few more days off.

"This question boy! Alas..." Wu Chen sighed long and kept touching his light forehead. He didn't shave his hair for a while. A lot of gray hair appeared, but Wu Chen ignored them. He had to pretend, and he would be better than a monk.

"Boy of this problem! Humph!" Shangguan Ren was also very angry. Although he was mentally prepared and had trouble teaching this kid, he did not expect that he would be dizzy and almost vomit blood.

Sighing, no matter how much you complain, the two old people educated (who thought it was a rescue in their hearts), He Qihuan, the child's determination was absolutely not shaken, and even more persistent and enthusiastic. This is the difference between the masters and mediocre people facing blows.

The lights in the two old rooms were not turned off all night, and two red and green lights were beating strongly in the dark night.

Another new day has arrived. In the distance, the melodious crow of a rooster quietly sends away the darkness of the night, and the cold morning breeze brings light to the City of Physical and Chemical.

There are three more people standing in front of the rockery in the backyard of Du Mansion.

Facing the direction where the rising sun in the east was about to rise, He Qihuan took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and started morning exercises. Without Chen, Shangguan Ren expanded all his spiritual senses to cover He Qihuan and carefully observed every change in He Qihuan's body.

He Qihuan first calmed down and absorbed the vital energy between heaven and earth with his heart. He imagined the sun's first yang energy slowly penetrated into his body from all directions and gathered in the sea of ​​consciousness in his brain. After practicing this for half an hour, the sun had climbed into the sky. He opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, adjusted his breath, closed his eyes slightly again, and began to slowly drive the true energy of the two old people to merge with the first yang energy in his body. During his long breathing, he first gently extracted a trace of the true energy of Wuchen in his body and slowly turned it through the eight extraordinary meridians. Wuchen's true energy circulated in He Qihuan's body, and He Qihuan felt that Shangguan Ren's true energy was about to move, so he stopped his luck. After a while, he began to drive Shangguan Ren's true energy again...

After such continuous cycle, after five times, sweat was already rolling on He Qihuan's head.

He Qihuan opened his eyes, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, stood up, looked at the two old people, waiting for them to speak.

Wuchen and Shangguan Ren looked at each other and remained silent for a while.

Shangguan Renxian said: "Boy, this sloppy method is not a solution. You can become Cheng Yaojin second."

He Qihuan blinked, not understanding what Shangguan Ren meant.

Wu Chen explained: "There is a grassroots hero named Cheng Yaojin. His first three axes are unfair, but the fourth axe is powerless. As for you, you only have three minutes to drive true qi. If you still drive true qi in the fourth minute, you will fall down without someone else hitting you."

"Then... those two old men are experts, they must find a way to help me!" He Qi looked at Wuchen and Shangguan Ren sincerely for help, his eyes shiny, as pure as black gems.

The two old men coughed violently when they heard this. Shangguan Ren thought: Isn’t this the kid? Isn’t this the pot that can’t be opened? Last night, they thought about it all night, and Wuchen’s new hair turned white again. Shangguan Ren’s well-maintained face had two more fine wrinkles. The price was so high, but the result was still very miserable. They still couldn’t think of any good way. In addition to the old method, try to suppress the true qi they output so that they don’t wake up so that they can digest it slowly.

Shangguan Ren looked at He Qihuan's dark eyes and educated seriously: "There is no shortcut to practicing martial arts. Only great perseverance, great coolie, and great diligence. How can you have the idea of ​​taking shortcuts at a young age?! Relying on the heaven, relying on the earth, relying on me as a master, is not what a hero does, do you know? Boy!!"

Wuchen was very sincere and honestly said to He Qihuan: "Child, we have no good idea at the moment."

(Shangguan Ren next to him muttered: "You have no choice, don't talk about us." But his voice was very low)

Wu Chen ignored Shangguan Ren's mutter and continued: "Now, you can only rely on yourself. At least, your situation is better now than last time. It takes more than a hundred years for you to digest our true qi. Now, according to your current situation, it will take sixty or seventy years."

"Sixty or seventy years?" He Qihuan imagined his gray hair and shook his head bitterly. But then he gritted his teeth and said, "A few days ago, I had no power to tie a chicken. Now at least I have the power to slaughter pigs. If I work harder, I don't believe that I will not create miracles again."

Shangguan Ren was overjoyed and stepped forward to touch He Qihuan's head: "Boy, okay, this sentence is for my appetite, right! If you work harder, you will definitely have a miracle. God will not bring a miracle, we will destroy the sky. Her grandmother's!"

Wu Chen shook his head and recited the Buddha's name repeatedly, muttering: "It's nothing wrong to motivate the child, why are you so rude?"

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He Qihuan slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that the sun was already high, he probably had practiced for nearly an hour, and the two old men were with him. He couldn't help but excitedly said, "The two old men have not eaten breakfast yet. I'll bring you here."

"I'll go! Young Master, I'll go!" A crisp voice sounded. Xiaohong kept hiding aside. On the one hand, she didn't dare to disturb the young master and the master. On the other hand, an invisible fear from the heart made her dare not approach.

Now seeing that Mr. He Qihuan has finished practicing martial arts and is going to serve food, which is her task. So Xiaohong immediately jumped out with a raised hand, jumping out like a happy little rabbit, opening the door and preparing to go to the kitchen.

Seeing Xiaohong, Shangguan Ren had a strange look and looked at her back, thinking.

As soon as the door opened, Xiaohong was shocked. A large number of people outside the door were waiting respectfully. It was Du Buluo, the owner of the Du Mansion, his two sons, and a large group of senior management personnel of the Du Mansion.

"Old... Master..." Xiaohong subconsciously took a step back and said timidly.

Now the Du Mansion has regarded Xiaohong as the young master He Qihuan, who would regard Xiaohong as his original maid?

Du Budao said to Xiaohong very kindly: "Hehe, Xiaohong, don't call me master, call me... Lao Du." Before Xiaohong could react, he quickly greeted everyone behind him and said to Shangguan Ren in a more respectful and enthusiastic tone:

"I have met the master, I wish you a blessing to the master!"

"I have met the young master, please pay my respects!"

"I have seen the master's servant, are you still alive? Haha!" This was what everyone said to Wuchen, surprised that he was not even divided under Shangguan Ren's "suppression" and died!

Seeing this, Shangguan Ren laughed up, very chic and domineering.
Chapter completed!